This is the first in many pointless and vaguely (but sometimes blatantly) shippy Raikim one-shots. Enjoy!
Xiaolin Showdown and it's characters are the property of Christy Hui and Warner Bros, yadadada.
"Ay girl. What the heck is on your face?"
Kimiko rolls her eyes at Raimundo before bringing her gaze back down to the PDA in her hands. The Brazillian boy was leaning against her door frame, his heavy bow wrinkled in a frown of what appeared to be wary disgust.
"It's a cleansing and toning mask." she states in a blunt tone, her voice muffled as she tries not to move her lips too much. Cracking the mask meant having to start all over. "Because some of us don't like going to bed with the days worth of dirt and grime caked on our faces."
Raimundo snorts, crossing his arms. He had three sisters back home and only one shared bathroom, and yet he still failed to see the point for such things. Then again, it sometimes seemed as though Kimiko was an entirely different breed of girl compared to those in his family.
"Yeah," he drawls, rolling his shoulders in an absentminded fashion. A crooked smirk then forms on his face, making his green eyes gleam teasingly. "And some of us don't like the creature of the Black Lagoon. So what's stopping you?"
He has to duck to avoid the slipper lobbed at his head.
Short and sweet, but reviews are nice!